John Hiatt - Back To The War

You're different from me
All the boundaries are defined
If we keep up with these truces
One of will lose their mind

And I consciously object to your weapons detector
Hedging bets in the private sector
I don't have to salute you
But I might have to shoot you

Let's get back to the war
That's what we're here for
Back to the war That's what we're here for
Back to the war

Those bullets in the park
Those after dark rendezvous
Somebody has to bleed
As someone draws a bead on you

And it keeps you on your toes, all these innocent gophers
Taking orders in their penny loafers
I could change my position
But you just never listen